Gaignun had sworn he wouldn't do this.
Not like this.
But he wasn't himself these days.
Bad joke.
Another will overrode his own, so that his hands and voice and body did things he couldn't control.
His voice. His damnable voice.
There was a woman with him. That other will made him hypnotize her into giving the Administration Bureau's access codes.
Gaignun didn't know her name.
He said something. Or his mouth did.
Oh please no.
She was in her knees then, undoing his zipper.
Not like this.
His mouth smiled, but Gaignun hoped she saw the terror he felt.